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Recovering from working back to back twelve hour shifts in triage.  Thankfully last night was better than Saturday.  Still, very silly people but maybe at least they weren’t coming up to the window to complain every 2 seconds.

I ate every 3-4 hours. All stuff that I had packed. Drank super loads of water. Very little coffee which is my weakness.

Didn’t even think about going to the hospital’s Friendly’s. Should I really give myself credit for not going to Friendly’s? I only ask that because I asked my son to hide my debit card before I went to work. I didn’t have access to it, so I couldn’t have bought food even if I wanted to. A good day is a good day any way you get it though, right?

Here’s to continuing good days for all.